“Why did you come back?” Laverick asked quickly.
“They stopped me as I was boarding the steamer,” Morrison declared. “I tell you they have eyes everywhere. You cannot move without their knowledge. I had to come. Now that I am here they have told me plainly the price of my freedom. It is that document. Laverick, it is my life! You must give in—you must, indeed! Remember you’re in it, too.”
“Am I?” Laverick asked quietly.
“You fool, of course you are!” Morrison whispered hoarsely. “Didn’t you come into the entry and take the pocket-book? Heaven knows what possessed you to do it! Heaven knows how you found the pluck to use the money! But you did it, and you are a criminal—a criminal as I am. Don’t be a fool, Laverick. Make terms with these people. They want the document—the document—nothing but the document! They will let us keep the money.”
“And you?” Laverick asked, turning suddenly to Zoe. “What do you say about all this?”
She looked at him fearlessly.
“I trust you,” she said. “I trust you to do what is right.”
CHAPTER XXXIII
LAVERICK’S ARREST
“At last, David!”
Louise welcomed her visitor eagerly with outstretched hands, which Bellamy raised for a moment to his lips. Then she turned toward the third person, who had also risen at the opening of the door—a short, somewhat thick-set man, with swarthy complexion, close-cropped black hair, and upturned black moustache.